The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 23
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The soldier shouted save (23)
Stand guard at the inn door and assess the situation.
“… … Ugh, ugh. Pour it straight up and don’t spill it!”
A warrior who heals his pierced chest with a potion.
I looked at the guy and laughed in vain.
‘I twisted my body in response to the stabbing tip of the knife.’
I aimed for the heart from behind while the creature was defenseless, but it reflexively twisted its body to avoid instant death.
The skill gap between me and that guy is so big that I can’t even guess what it is.
‘And the rest.’
Men rushing forward with their swords raised high.
“Kill him!”
After calmly assessing the situation, I adjusted my grip on the sword and narrowed my target.
‘I just need to finish off the palace warriors.’
The number of mercenaries and thugs disguised as guests was not important.
“Whoaaaa!”
“Kill him!”
Clumsy steps.
Swordmanship that does not link to the following actions.
Although he was facing more than ten men with his sword, the men he was facing head-on were not at all threatening.
-Whoosh!
Lightly swing your wrist to twist the blade.
It climbs up the sword like a snake and stabs the neck.
-widely.
A man with a pierced chin falls to the ground like a stiff piece of wood.
“……what?”
The men stopped in their tracks at the simple swordsmanship that took just a few seconds.
Even I frowned at the bewildering situation and looked down at my hands.
‘… … It’s not that these guys are weak, it’s that I’ve become stronger?’
When you become aware of it, you can feel it clearly.
A body that moves as one imagines, as if fighting in a dream.
When I fought over twenty goblins.
When fighting the necromancer.
Compared to when I first fought the guys who were raiding the inn, I felt like my body had gotten noticeably stronger.
“Don’t be afraid and just attack at once!”
It’s leisurely.
Of course, the muscles swell up in response to the movement,
Is this strange phenomenon of seeing objects reflected in their eyes normal?
‘You’ll find out when you try it.’
How many lives did you have to repeat to survive?
I don’t know because I didn’t count.
I just throw myself into the present to escape from where I am stuck.
-Whoosh!
With minimal movement and without slowing down.
He avoids the tip of the sword and thrusts his machine-like sword into their guts before heading towards them.
To the only man in this space who can cross swords with me.
“… … Ha, your saintly brother is an Earthling? You’re so fucking annoying.”
The warrior, who seemed to find it ridiculous, threw the empty potion bottle aside.
-Chaenggrang.
Glass shards scattered on the floor.
And, the golden light that instantly heals the bastard’s piercing wounds.
He mutters, assuming a peculiar posture with both fists pressed against his cheeks.
“… … I said I knew it, I said I would pay for the healing!”
The palace warrior who was talking to himself stretches his fist towards me.
Then I realized that it was all arrogance.
A clear difference in skill can be felt even though it is not fully healed.
-Whoosh!
I felt like I was going to lose consciousness just from the knuckles grazing my cheekbone.
‘So, fighting head-on won’t work?’
A fist that shatters the head the moment it hits.
Blocking that fist, using the sword as a shield.
“Ugh, ugh!”
The palace warrior who had been stretching out his fists one after another suddenly stopped stretching his hands.
A wound that burst open without healing properly.
‘now!’
He reaches out to the warrior’s body without missing the opening he had found with difficulty.
But then, all of a sudden, I felt a loss of strength in my body and an unpleasant sensation behind my back.
-Boom!
Cold metal digging into my back.
“asleep!”
As the man who successfully stabbed me in the back shouts, the men all rush in at once.
‘Fuck… … .’
Not yet.
I won’t die until I know my limits.
‘Don’t joke around. You haven’t done everything yet… … .’
I have to see the results to see if my thoughts will work or not.
He pulls out the dagger stuck in his back and swings his sword in a big way, which is less painful than stabbing him under the chin.
“Okay, wait a minute!”
Stabbing a man who tripped and fell while trying to avoid being hit.
“Whoaaaa!”
He swings his sword with a shout and cuts off the man’s neck.
The pile of corpses.
The wooden floor is dyed red with the blood shed by men.
“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”
As I wiped the blood from my face and took a breath, I heard someone laughing.
“It’s funny that the saint’s brother isn’t a Gerard, but there’s something bigger left?”
The palace warrior speaks while looking at Croa’s dagger that is emitting a golden light.
“Are you a necromancer?”
The nausea that comes with a healing wound.
The fatal wound has been somewhat stopped bleeding.
But, unable to overcome the nausea that came with the negative energy, I threw Croa’s dagger on the floor and said.
“Why are you targeting Croa?”
“If God is being harsh, then so be it. Why is there a reason?”
“… … God?”
“There are lucky guys. Those bastards who eat up all the good perks and just hang on like rotten water. … … Ah, if you’ve never been to the palace, you wouldn’t know?”
The palace warrior who had been speaking frowns at the sight of his own wound bursting open once again.
Bloody hands.
“How about we stop here? I don’t know what kind of roleplay you’re doing, but I’ll let go of the saintess.”
The palace warrior, smiling casually, nods outside the window and says.
“If the priests come, neither you nor I will benefit. Isn’t that right?”
I, a necromancer, and the palace warrior who tried to kill the priest Eris.
Both were sufficient grounds for summary judgment.
But I had no intention of accepting his offer.
“Why should I release the prey I killed?”
By now, my siblings and Iris should have arrived at the church.
“Ha, John X, this is ridiculous. I’m not making this offer because I can’t kill you.”
The palace warrior who let out a hollow laugh suddenly hit the floor.
-Whoosh!
A sudden surprise attack that blew my guts out in one fell swoop.
“Just go away, you 12th grader.”
-Snap.
The arm and ribs that blocked the palace warrior’s blow were broken at the same time.
An opponent who cannot be defeated even though he leaves a penetrating wound to the chest.
I took out the parchment with a smile of delight.
“Citus.”
He tears the parchment, saying the words that Hye-rin had told him.
-Squeak.
At the same time, blue particles rise around my body, and someone appears with brown hair fluttering in the wind.
Warrior, Lee Hye-rin.
“Send it right away!”
At my words, Lee Hye-rin immediately stretches out her hand towards the palace warrior and shouts.
“Migratio!”
Blue particles surrounding the bodies of Lee Hye-rin and the palace warriors.
“Hey, crazy, what the heck?”
I raised the corners of my mouth as I escaped from Lee Hye-rin’s teleportation.
“Farewell, heretic.”
With those words, Lee Hye-rin and the palace warrior disappeared from my sight.
* * *
Freya Church in Tallinn.
Arriving at the church with Allen’s siblings, Iris shouted at the people gathered in front of the church.
“Ha, time is of the essence! There are still people fighting the heretics! Hurry up and apply to the Moonlight Inn… .”
At those words, the believers all turned their heads and looked at the elder.
“That kid?”
“This is a child who was accepted as an apprentice priest because he showed talent.”
‘… … Please, we have to let it go like this.’
As Eris was sweating profusely under the gaze of the elder looking at Croa, a blue light covered the church.
“Ugh, ugh… … . What is it?”
Eris looked at the people who appeared before her with a bewildered face.
The palace warrior Jang Jin-woo and the brown-haired girl who attacked him at the inn.
Eris’s eyes widened as she looked at the two shaking their heads as if they were dizzy, and she extended her finger towards the palace warrior.
“Here, heretic! He is the one who led the heretics and tried to kill me and this child!”
Jang Jin-woo, the palace warrior who acted together with the black magicians who summoned the Grimgar that Allen had mentioned.
As I pointed to the heretics who had appeared before my eyes and shouted, the elder spoke in a dry voice.
“Prepare for summary judgment.”
The appearance of the knights changes at the elder’s words.
The fluttering priestly robes are replaced with golden armor.
A pure white sword on a hand full of scars.
The palace warrior laughed in vain at that sight.
“… … Ha, ha. You crazy bastard.”
-puck!
The paladin kicks the palace warrior’s shins.
“Ugh, ugh!”
Forced kneeling.
As the tips of the numerous swords of the Paladins pointed above his head, the Imperial Warrior forced a smile and spoke.
“Oh, I think there is a misunderstanding, Elder. I have never conspired with heretics.”
whopper.
After hearing that the black magician who summoned Grimgal was after Allen’s younger brother, he headed to the Moonlight Inn.
And then, as if he had been waiting, the palace warrior attacked himself and Allen’s younger brother.
‘Not yet.’
Eris calmed herself down and didn’t get excited.
He is a priest of the Freya religion.
If you wait, your chance to tell the truth will come.
“I, Eris, servant of great Freya, swear on Freya’s name that my words were not false?”
An oath that only those who have received Freya’s grace can make.
Eris raised her voice and swore.
“I, Eris, swear in the name of Lady Freya that it is not a lie that I was attacked by the Imperial Warrior Jang Jin-woo and several men at the inn I arrived at after receiving a tip that a black magician was lurking.”
The elder extends his hand over Eris’ head.
The white light that surrounds Eris’s body, symbolizing truth.
It was the moment when the palace warrior’s lies were revealed and his own truth was revealed.
“… … Ha, f*ck.”
Didn’t he know that his sins would be revealed so easily?
The palace warrior is at a loss as he washes his face with his hands.
The elder pointed his palm at the palace warrior and said.
“Even if you are warrior Jang Jin-woo, you cannot avoid the crime of colluding with heretics and attacking believers.”
The vile palace.
What excuse will you make to get out of this?
At the elder’s words, the palace warrior Jang Jin-woo let out a deep sigh and said.
“The Palace. I was only trying to protect the saintess by order of the Palace.”
“Saint? Who are you talking about?”
“… … Isn’t there a kid over there? The one hiding in the back.”
The palace warrior’s words take my breath away.
The brothers and sisters of the church turned their gaze and stared at Allen’s younger brother.
“… … .”
Allen’s younger brother, who hides his body behind his back.
“It’s okay… …. It’s okay if you stay calm.”
As Allen’s younger brother was being gently comforted so that his divine power would not waver due to his anxious emotions, the dry voice of the elder was heard.
“The palace’s information power is not what it used to be. Mistaking an apprentice priest for a saint.”
“… … What, what? I checked the status window in the guild, but there’s no way… … . Did you check correctly?”
“There is no need to confirm it. The saint is someone who exudes holiness just by existing.”
The elder took his eyes off Allen’s brother and looked down at the palace warrior.
“Is all that remains to be said about the palace being incompetent?”
Not only did he collude with heresy and show his teeth to the church, he also blasphemed the saint.
The palace warrior, who had a slight sense of his own sin, gulped and said.
“I, I didn’t know either. Oh, the Palace! It was a misunderstanding at the Palace. Here, the certificate that you were chasing the saintess… … .”
Jang Jin-woo mutters, lowering his head while searching through his belongings.
“… … Post, send the certificate quickly.”
Elder and Eris.
The tyranny of the palace that could not be stopped even though both of them heard about it.
‘Cowards.’
The one who broke that tyranny was a stranger who didn’t belong anywhere.
“Ignis.”
A small flame burst out from the hand of the brown-haired girl.
Very slowly.
The flames, thrown like stones, were directed at the deed, but no one, not the paladins, not the elders, not Eris, did anything to stop them.
“Ah, no… … !”
The imperial deed that burns as soon as it leaves your arms.
The palace warrior hurriedly put out the flames with both hands, but the document had already turned to ashes.
“Selendel, the elder of the Freya religion, swears in the name of Freya. In accordance with the covenant with the palace, the warrior was given ample opportunity to explain and justify himself, but the palace warrior Jang Jin-woo was not able to clear himself of suspicion of heresy. Therefore… … .”
The elder declares while looking at the palace warriors.
“I will leave the judgment to Lady Freya. Everyone, prepare to pray.”
Everyone in the church kneels and clasps their hands.
Golden chains that bind the warrior’s hands and feet.
“Oh, no! No!”
The elder said as he watched the struggling warrior.
“Don’t worry. If you are truthful, you will survive.”
The elder’s smile and truth were revealed.
-Bang!
Freya’s pillar of light fell on the palace warrior’s head, and his body melted away.